A blue-faced fanged man in blue-gray armor, who was too tall and held a spear in his hand, stared at him.

On top of the spear, there was a gray halo.

Han Muye shook his head.

Alien.

Like himself, he is not in harmony with the atmosphere of this territory, revealing a bit of disobedience.

If you want to be recognized by the continent here, and then compete for the Dzi of the Ten Thousand Domains, there are two ways.

One is to occupy or subdue a faction, and the other is to merge into a faction.

Han Muye raised his hand, and a cyan sword light flashed.

In this continent, he could feel a trace of the coldness and sharpness left by the sword dao inheritance.

Sure enough, when this sword qi shot out, the suppressive power in heaven and earth was a little less.

"Thorn-"

The sword qi shot through the space behind him, directly penetrating the alien body with the spear.

When the sword light passed through, Han Muye could feel that there was a trace of suppression on his body, and there was a faint layer of aura like a breeze intertwining around his body.

Heaven and earth induction, or rather, recognition.

This kind of recognition determines whether you can quickly integrate into heaven and earth in the future, and then whether you can get dzi beads.

As soon as his body moved, Han Muye flew in the direction of revealing a bit of sword intent in front of him.

Behind him, the figure holding the spear trembled, and then the spear broke, shattering.

From beginning to end, Han Muye never looked at this figure with his eyes.

Not a level.

I wasn't even interested in knowing the other party's race and attribute power.

Running forward for a hundred miles, Han Muye's figure was stunned.

A sword light slashed in front of him.

"Outside the Lingxiao Sword Sect, people come to stop-"

The cyan robe, a fierce sword aura, and a three-foot-long sharp sword in his hand.

The person who spoke had a proud face on his face, and an ice flame shone on his body.

The long sword pointed at Han Muye, and the edge flashed, as if as long as Han Muye moved, he would make a move.

Sword Cultivation.

Han Muye's gaze swept around, and he chuckled, "Are you from this realm?" ”

At this time, the place where Han Muye was also cold, and the power on this sword cultivator was the same as that of this sword cultivator.

Han Muye's words made the other party stunned.

In an instant, in Han Muye's hand, a long sword appeared, and a sword slashed out.

There was a cold divine flame on the blade of the sword, and a sword slashed the long sword in the sword cultivator's hand.

The sword light pressed against Jian Xiu's neck, and the icy flames made the alien tremble.

"You're from this realm?"

Han Muye spoke again.

The sword cultivator nodded nervously with horror on his face.

"Let's talk about it." The long sword was withdrawn, Han Muye put his hands behind his back, and spoke lightly.

"Ahem, okay, okay, I'll ......" The blue-robed sword cultivator reached out to cover the wound on his neck, gasping and whispering.

Yunteng Universe, Lingxiao Domain.

This is a continent where the path of achievement is achieved through kendo practice.

Lingxiao City, Lingxiao Sword Venerable, Lingxiao Sword Sect.

This sword cultivator named Su Xun was born in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but he was only a mid-level elite in the sect.

The top powerhouse of the Lingxiao Sword Sect also has the combat power of Immortal Venerable.

The universe without the combat power of the Immortal Venerable is not even qualified to participate in the Ten Thousand Domains Competition.

"Let me see your Lingxiao Sword Sect's sword path."

Han Muye looked at Su Xun, raised his hand and waved, and the long sword that had originally fallen to the ground flew back upside down.

Su Xun stretched out his hand to take the long sword, his body moved, and he stepped out, and the blade of the sword stabbed at Han Muye.

Those who can appear in the Lingxiao Domain are all about the same level of cultivation power.

Su Xun was frightened by Han Muye's sword cutting off the sword weapon in his hand before, and now that he thinks about it, since he appeared here, the person in front of him can't be much stronger than himself.

The sword just now was not prepared by himself.

Not anymore!

The sword blade shines with streamers, which is the infusion of sword qi, which is in harmony with the power in the sword body.

"Flying Immortals!" Su Xun whispered in his mouth, and the man and the sword merged, like a meteor, and he flashed in front of Han Muye.

There was a glimmer of light in Han Muye's eyes.

The swordsmanship of the Lingxiao Sword Sect has some merits.

Swift.

Smart.

All the strength of the whole body in one sword.

Han Muye raised his hand and pointed his fingertips on the blade of the long sword.

The long sword shook, Su Xun couldn't hold the hilt, his palm loosened, and the long sword fell.

"Purely practicing with the artistic conception of the sword, and slashing immortals against the trend with the sword of the mundane, it is a bit interesting." Raising his hand to hold Su Xun's sword, Han Muye whispered.

There was a trace of the power of the sword in the sword weapon.

Han Muye did not directly probe the memories in the sword weapon.

He seldom tries to forcibly probe the memories of his main weapon.

However, from the sword just now, he had already seen through the characteristics of the sword path of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect.

His own kendo cultivation is an existence that has reached the pinnacle of the world, what kendo can't be seen through in front of him?

"Where is your Lingxiao Sword Sect?" Throwing the long sword back, Han Muye looked at Su Xun.

Su Xun trembled, his face changed, he held the long sword and did not speak.

He was defeated again and again just now, and he already knew the gap between himself and the other party.

In front of the other party, he really can't catch a sword.

With this kind of combat power, the masters have been dragged away from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, who can resist it?

Now that the other party wants to find the Lingxiao Sword Sect, can you let him go?

Even if you are desperate, you can't let him go.

Holding the long sword tightly in his hand, Su Xun raised the blade of the sword.

It's a big deal.

Anyway, it is also a hundred thousand years of cultivation, and it has become an elite in the sect, which is enough.

"I am also a sword cultivator, and I am somewhat interested in your Lingxiao Sword Sect."

Han Muye's voice sounded.

"I can guarantee that I will not seek to rob you of the foundation of the Lingxiao Sword Sect."

"If possible, I'll help you get promoted."

Promotion.

This not only requires strength to overwhelm the domain, but also to have enough dzi.

Su Xun's expression changed, and his fist clenched and released.

"Well, if you break your promise......"

Not everyone wants to die.

If you don't die, that's the best.

Su Xun took Han Muye and turned around and ran for three hundred miles, stopping in front of a thousand-zhang mountain.

The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds, and it was a large array of covering.

But with Han Muye's cultivation, he could see through the formation at a glance, and after the formation, there were endless palaces.

This Lingxiao Sword Sect was indeed at the overlord level in the Lingxiao Domain, but unfortunately, they didn't expect that after countless thousands of years, there would be such a battle in the Ten Thousand Domains.

Truth be told, the vast majority of continents have forgotten that there is such a thing.

"Boom-"

Between the clouds and mist, there was a roar.

Dozens of figures shuttled through the clouds and mist, and each rush could bring blood splashes.

Xiu Wei is not much stronger than Su Xun next to him, but these people have wings behind them, and the weapons in their hands are strange long flags, like spears, with a black banner painted with various spiritual patterns.

On the black flag, blood-colored marks flickered.

Dragged by those marks, these alien races with wings on their backs could not see through the great array, but they could walk freely.

Conversely, with the help of the large array cover, they could easily kill those disciples who were stationed in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

"Withdraw—"

A voice rang out from the top of the mountain.

As this voice sounded, the clouds gathered and scattered, slowly scattered, and on the thousands of mountains, golden halls appeared.

The spiritual light on this hall flashed, and it could be sensed thousands of miles away.

"Haha, we don't need to attract our kindred." Among the winged aliens who had already spread their wings and retreated, some people laughed loudly.

The previous large array could cover the aura of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, but now, it can be seen in thousands of miles.

In the void, figures have rushed to the ground.

"Array, kill." A voice sounded in the Lingxiao Sword Sect, and the voice was calm and waveless.

Hundreds of sword lights flew out and formed a circular formation, surrounding the scattered winged alien races.

The sword light is connected, flickering, and there is no end in sight.

Han Muye nodded.

This sword array has a bit of the meaning of a battle array, the sword light is connected, although the killing power is not strong, but this sword array is tenacious, regardless of internal and external attacks can resist.

The encirclement was shrinking, and the space between the winged aliens was getting smaller and smaller.

The sword light interspersed in the circle became sharper and sharper.

"Whoa—"

A sword light pierced through the encirclement, severing the wings of an alien who had no time to dodge, causing him to fall.

One alien broke his wings, and the other aliens immediately panicked and wanted to flee separately.

In this way, once you don't have the fighting spirit, you will be defeated.

Dao Dao sword light strangled and fell.

"Return—"

Just when there were only three alien races left in the array, a voice suddenly sounded in the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The sword formation retreated without hesitation.

One after another sword light rushed out from the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

"Boom-"

The sword light rose up, blocking the aliens who were coming.

At this time, around the mountain where the Lingxiao Sword Sect was located, thousands of cultivators from all continents had already arrived.

The largest number of them are the aliens with wings on their backs and a long banner in their hands.

"Kill—"

Without the slightest stop, these alien races had already rushed towards the station of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Without a large array to resist and obstruct, these flying alien races could directly rush into the sect.

"Oops." Su Xun's face was ugly, and he snorted.

"Gather—" In the Lingxiao Sword Sect, a voice sounded.

All the cultivators of the Lingxiao Sword Sect gathered together, and the sword qi on their bodies converged, turning into a hundred-zhang giant sword phantom.

The power transmitted by this sword has obviously exceeded the level of this Fang Continent.

The power above the sword body shone, causing the void to vibrate, as if it was about to directly break through the suppression of the power of the continent.

It's a pity that if you don't reach the time of dzi condensation, you can't get the power of dzi to fuse, even if you break the void, you can't reach the location of the previous continent.

Otherwise, Han Muye would not have stayed in this continent, and would have rushed directly into the previous continent.

"Hold on to the Sky Palace—"

The voice in the Lingxiao Sword Sect sounded again, and the illusory hundred-zhang long sword slashed horizontally, smashing all the people and the main hall that stood in its way, and then rushed into a mottled temple.

At least tens of thousands of Sword Sect disciples gathered around the main hall, and the sword intent and sword qi converged into a powerful sword shadow that could sweep across one side.

"This person has some ability, and he knows that he can't disperse his combat power at this time." Han Muye had a little smile on his face, and said softly, "Save people and lose land, people and land will survive, save land and lose people, people and land will be lost." ”

At this point, he shook his head again: "However, it's still too conservative. ”

He looked at Su Xun and said lightly, "Do you dare to kill someone?" ”

Kill?

Su Xun was stunned for a moment, and saw that Han Muye's figure had risen sharply and flew into the sky.

The long sword in his hand attracted ten zhang sword light, straight up to the nine heavens.

The sword light exploded, and at least three alien bodies were pierced by the sword light.

Then, Han Mu Savage followed the sword and cut off all the alien races around him.

The blade of the sword was too fast, so fast that even those alien races failed to feel Han Muye's strength.

A sword comes and goes, and the pleasure is crossed!

Su Xun showed a trace of envy on his face, took a deep breath, unsheathed the sword in his hand, and rushed forward.

His speed was not as fast as Han Muye's, but his sword light was also sharp.

Fighting in the void, the sword light only seeks those alien races who are slow and weak in cultivation.

The two sword lights intertwined, like meteors flashing before the mountains.

The blood of an alien race is sprinkled in the sky.

This scene made those alien races who were originally preparing to besiege the Lingxiao Sword Sect retreat in panic.

"All the Sword Wonderlands will rush to kill with me-"

Someone shouted in the Lingxiao Hall below.

A cyan sword light flew up, and then at least a hundred sword lights rushed towards the void.

This time, the people formed a sword formation, and then gathered and dispersed in an orderly manner, driving away those invading alien races, and could not come close.

Among them, there were several kendo cultivators who had good combat strength, and they broke away from the battle formation and fought in mid-air.

Be proactive.

The original defensive position, all the aliens were not afraid at all, but at this time, looking at the situation, they did not dare to stay, and they all scattered and fled.

The sword light in mid-air slowly dissipated, and a young man wearing a cyan gown and holding a black long sword in his hand moved, standing in front of Han Muye.

"Lingxiao Sword Sect Chen Shaodong has seen his predecessors."

Behind him, the other Lingxiao Sword Sect sword cultivators gathered and looked at Han Muye cautiously.

Su Xun looked nervous, and stepped on Chen Shaodong's side.

Just now, he had already summoned Chen Shaodong to tell Chen Shaodong what he knew about Han Muye's strength and identity.

At this time, he didn't know how Han Muye would treat Chen Shaodong and how he would treat the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

"It's already rare to be able to gather combat power in the shortest time."

"Also, if the foundation is damaged, we must also preserve our strength."

Han Muye looked at Chen Shaodong and chuckled, "If those alien races are determined to take down the Lingxiao Sword Sect, what choice will you make?" ”

Chen Shaodong clenched his fists, and then spoke loudly: "Although my Lingxiao Sword Sect's foundation is important, it is not as important as the life of a disciple. ”

"If the other party fights to the death, I will lead the disciples of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect to withdraw from Ling Xiao Peak."

Looking up, seeing Han Muye looking at him with a light smile on his face, Chen Shaodong took a breath and said in a deep voice: "If the combat power of the alien race is too strong, we can't give in." ”

"The battle of all domains is a danger, but also an opportunity, we are fortunate to participate in it, how can we not save our lives and strive for the greatest benefits?"

After Chen Shaodong finished speaking, he stood still.

Behind him, those sword cultivators of the Ling Xiao Sword Sect all had stiff faces.

"Sword cultivation is all about the same heart and sword, and the pursuit of this sharp qi," Han Muye looked at Chen Shaodong in front of him and said softly, "Dare to hand over the Lingxiao Sword Sect to you to garrison, I admire your Sword Sect Sect Master a little." ”

The heart sword is the same, with its own sharpness.

As easy as Chen Shaodong said surrender and escape, he couldn't feel the tenacity of sword cultivation at all.

Such a person, in charge of the Lingxiao Sword Sect, those old-fashioned elders in the sect can see it?

"My father said, if it weren't for this general trend, people like me would have been kicked out of the Lingxiao Sword Sect sooner or later." Chen Shaodong shook his head, and then looked at Han Muye.

"Senior, since you are also a sword cultivator, why don't you come to my Lingxiao Sword Sect for the time being?"

"If the seniors are willing to come, the first position of worship in the sect, Chen Shaodong will present it with both hands."

Han Muye smiled and looked at Chen Shaodong: "Okay." ”

As this sentence fell, the repulsive power in his body that originally belonged to this heaven and earth instantly dissipated.

If you integrate into this world, you will be able to take this world as the foundation, and then step step by step to the final peak of the battle of all domains.

As the power of heaven and earth repulsion dissipated, the power that Han Muye's body originally needed to suppress directly burst out.

"Boom-"

Endless clouds converged, forming a bloody shadow behind him.

Chongxiao's evil aura condensed into a phantom of an ancient dragon crocodile.

With such momentum, the whole world trembled.

The power of the dragon crocodile head that was devoured before had not yet been refined, and the ferocious power swept in all directions.

"I'll go into retreat first, and don't bother me if there's nothing to do."

Han Muye opened his mouth lightly and reached out to pat Chen Shaodong's shoulder.

Chen Shaodong trembled and nodded hurriedly.

This, where is the sword cultivation, it is clearly an ancient demon god!

(End of chapter)